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Updated: June 12, 2025
Then he handed me certain rolls tied up with silk and sealed, which he said I was to deliver as the King had commanded to the King's Satrap in Egypt, and to the Prince Peroa. Also he gave me other letters addressed to the King's servants on the road and written on tablets of clay in a writing I could not read, with all of which I touched my forehead in the Eastern fashion.
Also there was a writing describing the appearance of the seal. I handed the signet to Peroa who, having compared it with the description in the writing, fitted it to the impress on the wax. "It is the same," he said. "See, all of you." They looked and nodded. Then he would have given it back to me but I refused to take it, saying,
Pass on to what will happen in Egypt, before the spirit leaves you." "There will be war in Egypt," she answered. "I see fightings; Shabaka and others lead the Egyptians. The Easterns are driven away or slain. Peroa rules as Pharaoh, I see him on his throne. Shabaka is driven away in his turn, I see him travelling south with the dwarf and with myself, looking very sad. Time passes.
Our orders were to hold a certain neck of land between the river and the hills where the army of Idernes must pass, until Peroa and all his strength could attack him from behind. Four hours later, the wind being very favourable to us, we reached that place and there took up our station and having made all as ready as we could, rested.
"O Prince, I will beware," said the humbled butler, "and whatever is written over the seal, that I will obey, like many others." "You are wise," answered Peroa; "I pray for his own sake that the Satrap Idernes may be as wise. Now begone, thanking whatever god you worship that your life is whole in you and that your right hand remains upon your wrist."
"Not so, O King, for then I must marry who would remain single." "There is no need, you might sell her to your friend, Peroa. A satrapy?" "Not so, O King, for then I must govern it, which would keep me from my hunting, until it pleased the King to take my head." "By the name of the holy ones I worship what then do you ask added to the pearls and the pure gold?"
Advancing without salute he drew out a roll, touched his forehead with it, bowing deeply, and handed it to the prince, saying, "Kiss the Word. Read the Word. Obey the Word, O servant of our Master, the King of kings, beneath whose feet we are all but dust." Peroa took the roll, made a semblance of lifting it to his forehead, opened and read it.
Now in the midst of an intense silence Peroa answered, "Amada, the Royal Lady of Egypt, cannot be sent to dwell in the House of Women of the Great King without the consent of the lord Shabaka, whose she is." "Shabaka for the fourth time!" said Idernes, glaring at me. "Then let Shabaka come too.
Still, things having gone so far, it seems to me that boldness may be the best course, since the great King has his Grecian wars to deal with, and whatever he may say, cannot attack Egypt yet awhile. Therefore if Peroa is able to overcome Idernes and his army he may cause himself to be proclaimed Pharaoh and make Egypt free if only for a time." "Such is my mind, Mother."
"The King is bountiful," I answered, "but it is not enough, for even if I win against one who can shoot better than Peroa, which is impossible, what should I do with so much gold? Surely for the sake of it I should be murdered or ever I saw the coasts of Egypt." "What shall I add then?" asked the King. "The most beauteous maiden in the House of Women?" I shook my head.
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